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A to Z Blog Challenge 2020 – Letter E – Elephant

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A to Z Blog Challenge 2020 – Letter E – Elephant  https://teleportingweena.files.wordpress.com/2020/04/a21ba-1badge.jpg #AtoZChallenge 2020 Blogging from A to Z Challenge letter E

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Each new day is a blank page in the diary of your life. The secret of success is in turning that diary into the best story you possibly can.
– Douglas Pagels,

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Coloring page shows a gray elephant with pink toes in the middle. It’s surrounded by flower petals of white & blue, and some red and green accents.

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Love Is In Da Blog 2020 – Rock

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Love Is In Da Blog 2020 – Rock

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Love Is In Da Blog 2020 Day 15: Find rock songs about love & Prompt for Day 16

Love Is In Da Blog 2020 ~ “A Music Festival” is back!

Bee, of The Bee Writes, has a fun month of prompts for February! It’s all about love & music. Sounds fun…thanks, Bee!

To find the posting rules and details, just click the above links.

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This prompt today is one of my suggestions. I like all kinds of rock songs which is favorite type of music to listen to. That was the only problem – so many I like, and most all are about love in some way or another.

I do like this song a lot, though. My daughter saw them in concert a long time ago. Wish I had.

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“Love Song”, by Tesla, was released from their 1989 album, “the Great Radio Controversy”. It was written by Jeff Keith and Frank Hannon, and is on the Geffen label.

The song reached number 10 on the Billboard Hot 100. It also became a gold record.

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Writer’s Lament

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Writer’s Lament

Quadrille #97 – Filling the Page

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An entire blank page

Vacant of words

Daring me to fill it…

This special pressure to create

Something out of nothingness…

Oh, fortify me…bear with me…

For to never match my emotions

To my words within

Would be

Tragic –

Would persecute forever more…

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For dVerse poetry – prompt word = Fill. Thanks to our host of this 44 word Quadrille – De Jackson

Created from 10 random words I picked from a thesaurus…with my eyes closed. Chosen words are in bold, and using the prompt word Fill.

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Fibbing Friday Potpourri

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Fibbing Friday Potpourri

 

These are fun questions we’re supposed to answer in any kind of silly, wrong, or outrageous ways. Just for fun!

Find out more at the following link

https://pensitivity101.wordpress.com/2020/01/31/fibbing-friday-31st-january/

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Why did the boy remain on the burning deck?

The boy was playing poker, and the deck was running hot = he was winning!

 

2. Where will you find a toad in the hole?

A toad frog hibernates in winter inside a hole in the ground. He’s not found until springtime.

 

3. What do you call a shell-less snail?

Those people who buy a ‘tiny house’ and then regret it, are called shell-less snails.

 

4. How many eggs are in a clutch?

I hope there are no eggs in my car’s clutch system. It would foul/fowl up my driving.

 

5. Why do we say someone is a barrel of laughs?

Have you ever ROFL? (rolling on floor laughing) … Barrels are round, they roll, on the floor, and we laugh when that happens.

 

6. Why are horse races in furlongs and athletics in metres?

I suppose it’s to confuse us in the US because, at least for me, I don’t know what furlongs and meters mean.

 

7. What are love handles?

Love handles are heart shaped candles, and when you light them you have to handle with care.

 

8. What was Granny Smith famous for?

Granny Smith was famous for inventing the Granny Glasses that were popular in the 1960s.

 

9. What is the difference between a toe flip and a toe loop?

Though both have to do with the toes, one is a fun nail polish, and the other is a ring you wear on your toe.

 

10. How many teeth are in a honey comb?

You’d have to ask Winnie the Pooh bear how many teeth he lost while collecting honey from the beehive.

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~photos from Pixabay – except the barrel – I took that photo~

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 258

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 258

Warning … adult content

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

# 258

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Steve continued driving down I-40, heading for Oklahoma City. Ghost napped, and Linda was keeping up, following them. The first fast food place Steve saw, he pulled in. Linda and the kids pulled up beside him, in the parking lot of a McDonald’s. Stevie and Mandy were excited that this one had a play yard, and as soon as they were allowed, they made a beeline for it. Pretty soon, Linda had to call them over to eat their breakfast.

As they sat there at the table, Steve laid out the next phase of the trip. “I want to avoid going down the middle of the city. This here road, or highway, or whatever it’s called that we’re on…”

“Interstate…” Ghost said, interrupting.

“Interstate, yeah…anyway,” Steve said, “it goes around the city, mostly, and comes out this exit to keep going. That’s what we’ll do. He showed Linda on the map. “We may get separated a little, but just stay on 40 and you’ll see me, after we get out in the open again. I’ll pull over.

Linda nodded, “Yes, I think I’ve got it.”

They finished eating, and Linda let the kids play for a few more minutes. As they watched, Steve said, “I figure we’ve got a few hundred miles in us today. It’s still early, and I’m hoping to make it most of the way through Arkansas.”

“With a couple of stops?” Linda asked.

“Yeah, and then we can stay the night in Little Rock.” He showed her where that was, on the map.

Ghost leaned in to take a look, running his finger across the Interstate line Steve had highlighted. Then, he stopped, making a circle around a town called Ozark. It was not too far past the Oklahoma border. Then he followed the line farther past Little Rock, and stopped at another town, Forrest City. They both were just off the I-40 highway.

“What’cha looking for?” Steve asked.

Ghost didn’t answer for a minute, just kept concentrating on those two towns. “We have to stop at these places, Steve.”

“Huh…why? There’s nothing there we need to stop for, and they’re barely even big enough to be on the map,” Steve said, shaking his head.

Ghost looked up. “I have to.”

Steve could tell he was serious about it. “What is it, Ghost? Why these towns? I mean, we’ll probably need gas and all anyway, but what’s the deal with these?”

Shrugging, Ghost said, “I have to find something.” He pointed, again, to the two towns. “It’s there…and…there.” They looked to be several hundred miles apart.

“Find what?” Linda asked. “Have you ever been to these places?”

“No, but there’s something. I don’t know what it is, but I can feel it drawing me to them. It’s mine, and I have to get it. It’s been waiting a long time,” Ghost said. He was getting that far-away look in his eyes, that Steve knew so well. The look that he knew Ghost was seeing things…visions of something, something important, and he’d be telling some fantastic story any second now.

Normally, Steve loved hearing Ghost’s stories, and loved that Ghost could do this, but not right now. They needed to get going, again. “Ok, so we stop at these towns. Then what?” Steve asked, trying to derail the story a bit.

“Hmm?”

“Listen, Ghost, we need to get back on the road. I don’t know what it is you need to find, but we can make a quick stop, if you want to.” He looked over at Linda. “Okay with you?”

“Uh, sure…I wouldn’t mind. We could get out and stretch our legs, I guess,” Linda said.

Sighing, Steve said, “Then we’ll stop. For now, let’s just get back on the road.” He got up from the table, while Linda went to get the kids from the play yard.

“It is important, Steve.”

“I know.”

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They were finally all back in the truck and van, and were heading east, again, to find something…something that was calling to Ghost. Steve kept trying to find a good radio station to listen to. Ghost was leaning his head back on the seat, but he wasn’t asleep. He wasn’t looking at the passing scenery, either. He was seeing something, though, Steve knew.

“You want to talk about it?” he asked.

“Hmm?” Ghost murmured.

“Talk – about – it? About what it is that you’re supposed to find,” Steve said.

“Oh, I don’t know what it is,” Ghost said.

Steve sighed. “This isn’t some wild goose chase is it?” he said, instantly regretting saying that, figuring Ghost would start talking about chasing geese, now.

“No, I’m not gonna talk about geese, Steve. I know what you mean, but I can’t explain it. I don’t know what it is I’m supposed to find, but I’ll know it’s the right thing, when I see it.” He thought for a minute. “It’s for sale. I have to buy it back, because it used to be mine, or my grandmother’s. It’s telling me to come find it, and bring it back home.” He rubbed his forehead. “It’s making my head hurt.”

“Well, don’t think abut it, then,” Steve said.

Ghost gave him a look. “Right, like I can stop it.”

“Well, why don’t you take a nap. It’s still a long way off.”

“Guess I’ll try,” Ghost said, and tried to get into a more comfortable position.

“Don’t hang your head out the window like that,” Steve said, as Ghost had done exactly that.

“Shh, I can’t sleep with you talking and interrupting,” Ghost said. He didn’t change his position, though.

“Well, don’t get all pissy about it,” Steve said. Ghost didn’t answer, and Steve figured he’d best leave it at that. He changed the radio channels some more, and kept on driving.

As the afternoon continued, the sun beat down on them ever hotter. Steve had gotten tired of listening to the radio; it was mostly advertisements, static, or songs he didn’t like. Ghost was still asleep, slumped over in an awkward position. The window was still rolled down, letting in the hot air, and he saw that Ghost was getting a bit sunburned, now.

“Hey, Ghost, wake up.” He reached over, shaking Ghost until he woke up. “You’re getting all red. Sit up and roll up the window. I’m turning on the air-conditioner.”

“Huh…what?” Ghost could barely say anything, his mouth was so dry. “Dry…need water,” he managed to say, as he shoved himself into a more or less sitting position. He was squinching his eyes against the brightness of the day.

“Roll up the window.” Steve flipped on the A/C which at first blasted hot air on them.

“Aagghh,” Ghost panted, and tried to swallow.

Steve thought of how he’d love to pull over and moisten Ghost’s mouth with his own. “No,” he thought, “I can’t think it right now.” He looked over at Ghost again, relieved Ghost hadn’t heard that thought.

Ghost was coughing and choking, now.

“Ghost, you gonna be okay?” Steve asked, alarmed now.

Ghost shook his head, and gasped. His cheeks were still red, but around his mouth was turning pale, tinged with blue.

“Oh God, hang on, I’m pulling over,” Steve said, as he put on the brakes, grinding to a halt in the gravel on the side of the road. He needed to cool Ghost off quickly, but there wasn’t any water in the U-Haul. Linda had all the drinks in the cooler, in in her van, and she was still about a mile behind them.

With some trouble, as Ghost had somehow slid sideways in the seat, Steve unfastened the seat belt. He aimed the air-conditioner vents toward Ghost’s face. Then, he didn’t know what else to do, until Linda caught up with them. He watched helplessly, as Ghost’s eyes rolled back, and heard his jerky breathing.

“Hurry up, Linda,” he begged.

When he saw her pull over behind the truck, he jumped out, running over and hollering, “Water…cold water…ice…anything…now…”

“What is it?” Linda asked, handing him the key to unlock the back of the van, where the cooler was.

He didn’t answer, just grabbed a bottle of water, and some paper towels. She followed him, to see what was going on.

“Oh my God…he’s had a heat stroke or something.”

Steve wetted the paper towels, and bathed Ghost’s head, face, arms, and chest with the cool water. He tried to get him to take a sip of water.

“Steve, he can’t drink, he’s passed out. Just keep cooling him,” Linda said. She went to get more bottles of water, and to check on the kids.

“C’mon, Ghost, wake up,” Steve kept saying, as he pushed Ghost’s long hair off his forehead and neck, and kept blotting the paper towels on him.

Linda came back, handing Steve another bottle of water. “How is he?”

“Still out. What else can we do?”

“Try your phone. See if you can get a connection. I tried mine and it wasn’t working,” Linda said. “Here let me…” she took the water.

Steve found his phone and tried it. “Dammit, nothing,” he said.

Ghost seemed to be coming around, now.  “Ghost, come on, you’re almost there,” Steve said, hovering over Linda’s shoulder.

“What…why…it’s cold,” Ghost said, pushing Linda’s hand away. “Let me up.”

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Next part coming soon!

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative liscense is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, muscians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblence.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Just Jot It January # 23 – Drive

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Just Jot It January # 23 – Drive

Daily Prompt – JusJoJan the 23rd, 2020

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Janet gave us our prompt word for today. Thanks so much, Janet!

Your prompt for JusJoJan January 23rd, 2020, is “drive.” Use the word “drive” any way you’d like. Have fun!

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Trying to think of something to say about ‘drive’ or ‘driving’.

I never liked to drive very much, though I did it for years. Makes me too nervous. I don’t even remember the last time I actually did any driving at all … maybe for a year or two.

There isn’t anywhere I want to drive to anyway, and the mister drives us to the grocery store, or to a restaurant. I’d much rather be the passenger so I can look out the windows, and take photos of things I see. I do a lot of ‘drive-by photos’.

Do you remember those old TV shows, where the family would get in their car and go for a drive – just to drive around – maybe on a Sunday? I can’t remember us ever doing that. Maybe people stopped doing that when gas prices went up so much.

I do remember one time my sister and I took a  26 mile drive around the newly constructed loop around the city. That was just for fun. Back in the day parts of it was way out in the boonies, but now the city has built up all around and past the loop. Now I cringe whenever we drive on the loop, as people drive so awful and so many wrecks happen on it.

Well, that’s about all I have for today. Have a good one! 🙂

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Anagrams – One Liner Wednesday & Just Jot It January # 22

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Anagrams – One Liner Wednesday & Just Jot It January # 22

 

One-Liner Wednesday/JusJoJan the 15th, 2020 – Aesthetic

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Anagrams are fun!

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An anagram is a word or phrase formed by rearranging the letters of a different word or phrase, typically using all the original letters exactly once

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One of the first games I ever played when I was a kid, was Anagrams. It had square tiles you chose at random, and tried to make words from them.

Here’s a few that turn out cool. I read them in a book. 🙂

  • Astronomers … becomes Moon Starers
  • A Decimal Point … becomes I’m a dot in place
  • New York Times … becomes Monkey’s Write
  • The eyes … becomes They see

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